ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY KATHY BOECHER©

God has blessed us with four seasons where I live. Autumn is my favorite because it brings forth new vibrant colors, clear fresh air and cooler temperatures. It is a precursor to winter, which is generally stay inside weather, but beautiful as well.

The flowers shout their last hurrah, they cling to hidden light,

They go to sleep and hide their heads, when day turns into night,

With wild anticipation then, they hope they will survive,

The wicked days of autumn’s grip still keeps them now alive,

Each morning gives them new desire, to live again that day,

As morning mist caresses them and sends them on their way,

Soon summer will turn chilly, the days grow shorter still,

The life is sapped from growing things, as fall retrieves each will,

Like us those flowers soon will die, but life is never lost,

It will return in springtime morns, arisen from the frost,

We too will come back into life, once all our breath is spent,

As Jesus rose from death’s strong hold, we will reach our ascent.

THANK YOU, JESUS, FOR THE BEAUTY OF AUTUMN!